Not So Unwilling: Chapter Seven

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<P class=MsoNormal>Chapter Seven</P>

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<P class=MsoNormal>At 2:27 I walked through the doors of WHS and walked towards the bleachers by the football field. The football coach was already out on the field setting up cones for practice which started at 3. I knew that because soccer started at the same time. I was already dressed. I just needed to put my shin guards and cleats on. When this little meeting with Tim was over, I would just go run over to the soccer fields. </P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I slipped underneath the cement, brightly graffittied bleachers and I was hit with a bunch of memories of me and previous boyfriend slipping under here at football games to make out and of the time I came under here to find that same boyfriend hooking up with another girl. It was the worst experience of my life because I had really loved Jake and he was the first and only guy that I had ever said those three words to other than my family and James. I was even thinking about having sex with him after junior prom, but he ruined that notion.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I looked around for Tim, but he wasn't there. I kicked a beer bottle and ran my hands through my hair. What was I getting myself into?</P>

<P class=MsoNormal> All of a sudden, an arm was wrapped around my waist and a hand was put over my mouth. The hand held back my startled scream. I knew the assaulter was Tim. How did I know? Well, I was supposed to be meeting <I>Tim</I> here, <I>Tim</I> would be the only one to jump on me like that, and the person smelled just like <I>Tim-</I> like Axe Fever.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I tried to pry his hands off, but he wouldn't let go. My long nails didn't even faze him. He leaned down and I felt his hot breath on my shoulder. He nudged my top farther off my shoulder with his nose and began to pretty much make out with my shoulder. It was a tad weird and a tad awkward, but my betraying body kind of liked it, which was even more weird than Tim making out with my shoulder.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I got fed up and licked his hand hoping that that would make him get off of me, but he just moaned to my surprise and whispered in my ear, "Lick me again, Jasmine, it feels so good."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I tried to scream again, but all that came out was a muffled farting noise, so I bit his finger really hard and he finally yelped and let go of me. I fell to the ground and quickly scurried away from him. "What the fuck, Tim, this is sexual assault, you know?"</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>He was standing there with his bleeding finger in his mouth. He took it out and smiled at me. "You're so cute, Jazz, it's ridiculous. I know that you felt good when I was kissing your shoulder."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Yeah right, Tim, you making out with my shoulder really made me so horny," I scoffed rolling my eyes and crossing my arms across my chest.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>His smirk grew and he walked closer to me. I backed away, but he kept coming. "I know it made you horny, I can tell. I can read your mind, Jasmine."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Ok, Edward Cullen, please get away from me."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"You're the one who came here to see me. Why don't <I>you</I> get away?"</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"OK," I said going to walk around him, but he grabbed my arm and jerked me towards him.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"You're not going anywhere, Jasmine, we have to talk," he said. I could feel how close we were to each other. I had to look up to see his face considering he was more than half a foot taller than me and I could feel his breath on my face and his hard abs pressed to my boobs. It was a very, very uncomfortable feeling. I tried to put some space in between us, but he had an iron grip on me. I was beginning to think that Tim was Edward Cullen, just not as nice and rich and smart.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"OK, than, talk, I have to get to practice soon," I said.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>Tim grabbed my other arm and pushed me against the cold, cement wall. I began to get a little frightened as he held my hands securely at my sides and pressed his body hard against mine keeping me completely pinned to the wall. I felt all the contours of his body against mine and I was getting frustrated because I liked it and wanted to feel his body against my fingertips. I yelled at myself for thinking such thoughts. He was getting to me and I couldn't allow that to happen. I put on a straight face and stared into his sky blue eyes trying to show that I was not fazed by him and his amazing body.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>"Are you going to tell me what you know?" I asked after about a minute of having a stare down.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>Tim smiled and leaned down and pressed his cheek against mine and began to whisper in a slow, dramatic voice, "Well, my sweet, sweet Jasmine, I know your deepest darkest secret. The one that you have never told anyone: not Lauren, not James, or any of your other little companions. You hide the bruises behind long-sleeved shirts and globs of makeup and you come to school with a happy look on your face because you don't want anyone to know what really goes on behind closed doors. You don't want anyone to think that you're a freak for putting up with it or that you are weak because you don't fight back. But, I know, Jasmine, I know what really goes on."</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>I couldn't breath. I couldn't see. I couldn't hear. I couldn't speak. I couldn't think.</P>

<P class=MsoNormal>He knew. </P>

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<P>I hope you liked it!</P>

<P>Sorry my chapters are so short. I just kind of spread things out a lot and I only put like one major event in each chapter. Sorry! But I will try to write more for each chappie! Thanks!</P>

<P>Love,</P>

<P>Mel Bell <3</P>

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